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section7mfuIt had been a quiet day which had afforded Napoleon and Illya a chance to go out for lunch. Strolling back to the office they had to negotiate past a man selling balloons. As they manoeuvred around him, Napoleon noticed that Illya seemed to take a much wider berth than was necessary. He was even more surprised to note the mixed expression of fear and anxiety on his partner’s face.
“Don’t you like balloons?” Solo asked, more than a little concerned.
Illya’s reply was surprising, given his love of explosives.
“I do not like the loud bang when they burst.”
“Don’t you like balloons?” Solo asked, more than a little concerned.
Illya’s reply was surprising, given his love of explosives.
“I do not like the loud bang when they burst.”
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Date: 2017-10-04 10:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-10-05 06:52 pm (UTC)I was watching someone with balloons on the TV and, because I hate them, I was cringing. For some reason, Illya not liking the popped into my head.
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